AmbivalentHeart

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Addict by AmbivalentHeart, literature

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Addict

The shadows engulf her as she sits in the small patch of artificial light. I can see her, the needle full of poison waiting, patiently waiting. "It's all right" she whispers softly to me. "I'm still the same." Yet her voice rings with hollow promises, honey laced lies, the rage she emits when she is denied. "I'm not an addict" she screams in my face and I recoil to a corner, agreeing to her demands out of fear, out of unconditional love; a child of twenty three acquiescing to the chaos that will fill her veins and I cry out, "Mommy, just stop!" And she replies with veins full and eyes revealing truth, "I'm not an addict." She hugs me ti

Poem 2 The Zoo by AmbivalentHeart, literature

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Poem 2 The Zoo

Poem 2 "The Zoo" Their cries of innocence ring out, Mingling with the wild roars and screeches That come from within the promising walls. As they approach their small eyes widen With apprehension and pure wonder. They marvel and question what waits for them Beyond the wooden entrance that holds their hopes, Hopes of never-ending excitement m A promise of an adventure that Ends only when the sun melts away And the crickets come out to sing. The gravel pathways lead to their fantasies Of roaring with lions, shouting with monkeys. They stare at the size of the towering giraffes And try to mimic the symphony of bird calls. With

Poem 1 In dreams by AmbivalentHeart, literature

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Poem 1 In dreams

Poem 1: In dreams I wade through the pools of shed tears Tiptoe around the fragments from broken dreams I inhale the air heavy with easy lies And swallow the morsel that will help me forget. I dress in the clothing that will hide me From the cruel judgments that shoot like daggers. And I pull the veil down over the eyes That will reveal what hidden deep. I'll walk past the white faced puppets That dance to a morbid symphony I'll stroll past the covered windows That muffle the screams of the inner child I'll run past the darkened street corners That hide the waiting shadow men And I'll cower in the secret garden That grows

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I am the girl who hides between moth eaten paper backs And slips into bookstores and devours leather bound spines I am chloroform lips bitten down, red and rosy Ink stained finger tips that fold book pages between my pupils I'm the girl who drowns herself in coffee and cough drops While remaining curled between Tennyson and Steinbeck Wasting days wondering why grass is green And how it can be greener for others and not I Then I realized its all artificial food colouring And polystyrene picket fences Sticky notes yellowed at the edges reminding myself how to smile I've pasted them on my skin in makeshift paper Mache armour But l

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Artist // Student // Varied

Dec 30, 1989
United States
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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What can I say?
I'm 22 years young with a 2 year old daughter.
I'm a single mother.
I'm a full time student.
I write for my sanity.
I sometimes draw.
I take pictures.

I hate: liars, fakes, cheats, most people, stress, homework.

I love: my daughter, brother,mother,the few friends I have, the written word, mythology, true crime novels, and philosphy

Current Residence: Home
Favourite genre of music: All Rock
Favourite photographer: dont have one
Favourite style of art: Any and All
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: the one I have
Wallpaper of choice: My daughter
Skin of choice: the one I have
Favourite cartoon character: Mad Hatter
Personal Quote: "Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up."

Favourite Visual Artist

dont have one

Favourite Movies

Anything by Tim Burton

Favourite TV Shows

The Tudors, Robin Hood

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Beatles

Favourite Books

Depends on my interests at the time

Favourite Writers

Dont have one

Favourite Games

Shadow Hearts Covenant

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS2 forever

Tools of the Trade

pencil pen markers color pencils

Other Interests

Reading, Writing, Drawing, Mythology, Criminals lol

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AmbivalentHeart

Jan 22, 2012

Keeping hope alive

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Well at least I'm trying to. It's a new semester now and it came with a new job and a new house. Brendan is gone, moved out to live with his dad shortly after he punched me. I can't even begin to describe the pain that caused me....I know i should have seen it all coming. His anger has been out of control for some time now. But this was the first time he ever hit anyone of us. I miss him a lot but I have the little one to think of. We didn't even spend our birthday together. I know that doesn't sound horrible but we have spent every birthday together for the past 13 years. Maybe it was the change that hurt...I don't know. the new house is ni

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AmbivalentHeart

Dec 16, 2011

Devious Journal Entry

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The title of the journal pretty much sums up my life right about now. Everythings falling apart. I out my trust is the wrong person. About a month ago, O bought my brother two game to give him for christmas. I had them hidden in my mothers closet. Well she sold them and now I have nothing to give him for christmas. I kept telling him I got him games and I now I dont have anything. She also told me everything was fine with her classes. Final grades have come in and she has failed two classes. I worked my ass off all semester to make sure I did well and I believed her when she told me her classes were going great and she was getting everything

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AmbivalentHeart

Dec 10, 2011

Break

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Well I might be missing for a little bit. I pawned my beautiful and faithful desktop to buy some food and pay bills. I guess I wont have anything to distract me from the fact I'm drowning in adult responsibilities. I cant keep my bills paid, i cant keep enough food in the house, and they are going to shut off my natural gas.......im failing as an adult, im failing at life, and im failing as a mother. Life just blows, doesn't it? The depression is coming. I know it is but i cant stop it. Its all just so helpless and hopeless. I'm not sure what else to write about except I have two finals next week. One on monday and one on tuesday then the se